كلمات Axes

Thus the battlehorn rang out into the dawn Forge ahead towards a wall of weapons drawn Soon your screams of pain will sound across the sky Rage embraces me With axes raised I Run right into the fray My bloodlust blind Born and bred as a savage slayer Bellowing in the gory grind Wielding tools of heathen judgment Vengeance is my sole concern Ancient gods of the grave begrudge me Drenched in guts as you bleed and burn Lo, a spear in nimble hands impales my side Joke's on you, I split your skull, to Hel you ride Downed I wipe your blood and brains from out my eye Rising to my feet Oh Týr be praised I Run back into the fray My bloodlust blind Born and bred as a savage slayer Bellowing in the gory grind Wielding tools of heathen judgment Vengeance is my sole concern Ancient gods of the grave begrudge me Drenched in guts as you bleed and burn Axes raised I Run right into the fray My bloodlust blind Born and bred as a savage slayer Bellowing in the gory grind Wielding tools of heathen judgment Vengeance is my sole concern Ancient gods of the grave begrudge me Drenched in guts as you bleed and burn